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YOU ARE THE REASON

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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trying on a metaphor
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this blog is now an archive and i’ve relocated to a new blog with the same url.
Evan Rachel Wood, The Ides of March (2011)
“He dreamt one night that she came and kissed him, and with that kiss she entered his body. She looked through his eyes and listened with his ears. In the morning nothing had changed.”
Duane Michals, From the Series Person to Person, 1974
&&. you can hear it in the silence —
nd + gd; he doesn’t find anything foreign in the metaphors and melodies, translating it to the bend of nate’s palm when his own searches for it underneath a table or behind their backs. it’s a comfort in uncertainty. it’s everything he could have gone his whole life without, had he forgotten to look a little bit closer.
alicia clark moments → 3/∞
Imagine your OTP having to share an air mattress for the night. Person A is already in bed and comfortable, and person B, very tired from the day, flops down on the other side, thus launching A into the air.
Then tell me. That’s how this works. You talk to me about it, so I can take your hand and fucking walk through this shit with you. That is what I signed up for, okay? But I cannot do that if you won’t let me in!
Short Term 12
me, holding my newborn child: what are its stats??
ocs
me: my poor child who did this to you
me: [did this to them]